Jazz: Music Invented For The Torture Of

But This I Know. Those Who Seek Him Will Do Well To Look Among The Poor And The Lowly, The Sorrowful And The Oppressed.

A Little While The Rose, And After That The Thorn; An Hour Of Dewy Morn, And Then The Glamour Goes. Ah, Love In Beauty Born, A Little While The Rose!

A Peace That Depends On Fear Is Nothing But A Suppressed War.

Courage Is The Standing Army Of The Soul Which Keeps It From Conquest, Pillage, And Slavery.

There Are Many Kinds Of Love, As Many Kinds Of Light, And Every Kind Of Love Makes A Glory In The Night. There Is Love That Stirs The Heart, And Love That Gives It Rest, But The Love That Leads Life Upward Is The Noblest And The Best.